The journey continues as day 7 comes to an end. The last two days have taken their toll on me and thus, no post yesterday. Between fatigue and pain, the walks are long – but so rewarding.
The rhythm has set in and it is somewhat comforting – sleep, get up, walk, eat if you can find anything, arrive at the next destination, shower, eat if you can find anything, visit with other pilgrims, rest, go to bed – repeat.
Over the past few days, I have been overwhelmed with the significance of the history of the Camino de Santiago Primitivo and of this country. Being from America, we look at the last 250 years as history – and it is in our own way. But daily, I am walking by little chapels that have been standing since the 11th and 12th centuries.
The thought I am left with is that in the sense of generations of faithful people, I am very small.
Our church will celebrate 150 years of being a church in Corpus Christi in just a couple of years. While that is significant, I was blessed to be in a church last night for a Peregrino (pilgrim) concert. The church has been standing since the 1300’s and is still used every day.

I often have a habit of forgetting that God has been at work in our world for thousands of years – and He will continue to work in our world until Jesus returns – how ever long that will be.
My being here in His service, is just a vapor – a blip on the radar. While God values and loves each and every soul on earth, my significance is very small within eternity.
This is a sobering and humbling thought. All the things that I get so worked up about will amount to very little when it’s all said and done.
Again, each and every person that has lived, is living and will ever live on this earth is loved and valued by God. But sometimes it helps to be reminded that maybe, just maybe, not one person is really “all that.” Apart from our connection to Jesus, we can do nothing.
Thanks be to God that He knows us and loves us anyway, and that He sees fit to give us life and life to the full.
¡Buen Camino!




